A crease between Solomon's brows deepened. "You've underestimated this arcane array. You managed to escape that time merely because of my carelessness. But today, I won't let you off so easily again."
"Really? I'd like to have a taste of it, then!" Jacob arched an eyebrow.
"Well, I shall grant you your wish."
Finishing his words, Solomon yelled, "Sacrifice the formation!"
As his words fell, four Martial Arts Grandmasters of the Southwark family exchanged glances and grabbed their short swords on the ground. Their martial energy, summoned by the arcane array, flowed out from their body rapidly.
The absorbed martial energy channeled toward Solomon's body as if the arcane array had become a part of him.
Soon, the four Martial Arts Grandmasters collapsed to the ground, their bodies seemingly sucked out of blood and flesh, turning them into a mummified state.
